Children of her type contrive the purest philosophies. Ada had worked out her own little system. Hardly a week had elapsed since Van’s arrival when he was found worthy of being initiated in her web of wisdom. An individual’s life consisted of certain classified things: "real things" which were unfrequent and priceless, simply "things" which formed the routine stuff of life; and "ghost things," also called "fogs," such as fever, toothache, dreadful disappointments, and death. Three or more things occurring at the same time formed a "tower," or, if they came in immediate succession, they made a "bridge." "Real towers" and "real bridges" were the joys of life, and when the towers came in a series, one experienced supreme rapture; it almost never happened, though. In some circumstances, in a certain light, a neutral "thing" might look or even actually become "real" or else, conversely, it might coagulate into a fetid "fog." When the joy and the joyless happened to be intermixed, simultaneously or along the ramp of duration, one was confronted with "ruined towers" and "broken bridges.
Vladimir NabokovTags: life things perfect bridges fog nabakov real-things towers
Men build too many walls and not enough bridges.
Joseph Fort NewtonTags: inspirational love misattributed compassion men empathy hate hatred understanding sympathy intolerance tolerance culture separation racism bigotry bridges culture-wars cultures misattributed-to-isaac-newton walls
(2002) In Rome, month upon month, I struggled with how to structure the book about my father (He already had the water, he just had to discover jars). At one point I laid each chapter out on the terrazzo floor, eighty-three in all, arranged them like the map of an imaginary city. Some of the piles of paper, I imagined, were freestanding buildings, some were clustered into neighborhoods, and some were open space. On the outskirts, of course, were the tenements--abandoned, ramshackled. The spaces between the piles were the roads, the alleyways, the footpaths, the rivers. The bridges to other neighborhoods, the bridges out...In this way I could get a sense if one could find their way through the book, if the map I was creating made sense, if it was a place one would want to spend some time in. If one could wander there, if one could get lost.
Nick FlynnTags: writing cities bridges wandering 122-123
So he bought tickets to the Greyhound and they climbed, painfully, inch by inch and with the knowledge that, once they reached the top, there would be one breath-taking moment when the car would tip precariously into space, over an incline six stories steep and then plunge, like a plunging plane. She buried her head against him, fearing to look at the park spread below. He forced himself to look: thousands of little people and hundreds of bright little stands, and over it all the coal-smoke pall of the river factories and railroad yards. He saw in that moment the whole dim-lit city on the last night of summer; the troubled streets that led to the abandoned beaches, the for-rent signs above overnight hotels and furnished basement rooms, moving trolleys and rising bridges: the cagework city, beneath a coalsmoke sky.
Nelson AlgrenTags: hotels chicago cities bridges climbing abandoned city-life greyhound tickets
A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare
to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.
Tags: inspiration philosophy faith spirituality perseverance metaphysics visions healing bridges recovery rebirth poem-in-your-pocket-day resurrection new-beginnings new-year famous-quotes starting-over world-suicide-prevention-day angel-poetry famous-quotes-from-classic-books inspiring-quotes quotes-by-aberjhani re-birth
I told her I loved the howling sound of her harmonica. That seemed to be the limit of my courage that night, and even those spoken words had to struggle their way out of my mouth. It's all very well for words to build bridges, but sometimes I think it's a matter of knowing when to do it. Knowing when the time's right.
Markus ZusakTags: courage struggle mouth limit bridges knowing-when-the-time-is-right spoken-words
You never forget your first and true love, Ayden Grey. Not officially, not ever.
Nadège RichardsTags: love heart burning bridges bleeding richards nadege
Between death and hell a bridge shining silver wings offers his soul hope.
AberjhaniTags: inspirational soul death faith grace hope light hell determination angels survival depression wings healing bridges desperation world-suicide-prevention-day angels-and-demons survival-of-the-human-soul compassion-heals-lives post-traumatic-stress
I can
almost understand
why
people
leap
from
bridges.
Tags: suicide bridges understand almost
The great systems that inform the world about the truth and life invariably claim to be absolutely truthful and well-balanced. In reality they are quaking bridges built out of yearning.
Peter HøegTags: fear life truth certainty belief religion yearning balance uncertainty longing bridges
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